I shared with DH recently a news item on Burger King's latest offering, an ice cream sundae with caramel, chocolate sauce, and - bacon.
(Yes, bacon. I kid you not.)
DH: Bacon is meat candy.
Me: Then it's a meat candy sundae.
DH: Mmmm. Bacon. In a sundae. Mmmmm. Meat.
DH likes Meat. Can you tell.
On another subject, DH sometimes brings home critters. Yesterday he brought home an orphaned kitten, very skinny and flea-ridden. The cat was de-fleaed and handed over to Moe for care until we find a home for it. (I do not want another cat right now.)
DH named the kitten Bob. Bob the cat who's a kitten - remember this.
Curly came over last night, in need of various things (like $$). Moe saw an opportunity to pull one on his brother, who has tricked him mercilessly in the past.
Moe: Curly, Dad brought home a Bobcat kitten.
Curly: What!?!! No way! Mom did he really?
Me (with a straight face): The kitten is in Moe's room.
Curly: !!! Let me get my girlfriend - she'll want to see a bobcat kitten.
And Curly grabbed the GF and headed to Moe's room. Where Bob the cat who's a kitten was. Heh.
Finally, on a non-Crazy note, I found a terrific article in Slate on the history of buttons. Read it, then see the slide show at the bottom. One of the buttons shown is embellished with tatting!